Movie: X Men Origin: Wolverine

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If you had always been a fan for X-Men then this must be your cup of tea. Starring Hugh Jackman as Wolverine/Logan, along side with other co-stars such as Liev Schreiber (Victor Creed/Sabretooth), Danny Hudson (Stryker), Will I am (John Wraith), Lynn Collins (Kayla), Kevin Durand (The Blob/Frederick Dukes), Dominic Monaghan (Bolt/Chris Bradley), Taylor Kitsch (Gambit) and many others.

The story started from the beginning of Logan and Victor, siblings whom were born mutant with their own abilities. After a tragic incident of having killing his own father, the boys ran away to pursue their own lives and soon joined a troupe of mutants lead by Stryker. It was then, due to Victor's uncontrollable killing includes the innocents caused Logan left his group and begin his life as a humble lumberjack in the Canadian mountains where he lived peacefully for several years with his girlfriend, Kayla.



However, the peace didn't last long when Logan's former team mates was found dead one by one, Stryker seek to search him for help to eliminate Victor whom was behind all the killings. Logan refused, but soon after, Kayla became the next victim. That's where Logan reaches his limit of tolerance to Victor.



What's next, you say? Go and watch lah...haiya.... =p



This movie has a combination of humor, action and surprises. A recommended movie to watch with your friends and family.



I would give it 4 out of 5 stars. =)



Here's the trailer:

The Pickle Jar

A story of love from a father to his son:

The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents' bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar.

As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They ended with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate's treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window.

When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. "Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son.

You're going to do better than me. This old mill town's not going to hold you back." Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly.

"These are for my son's college fund. He'll never work at the mill all his life like me." We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. "When we get home, we'll start filling the jar again."

He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. "You'll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters," he said. "But you'll get there. I'll see to that."

The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser

where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done.

When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar.

To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make away out for me. "When you finish college, Son," he told me, his eyes glistening, "You'll never have to eat beans again...unless you want to."

The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad's arms. "She probably needs to be changed," she said, carrying the baby into my parents' bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room.

"Look," she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins.

With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt.

Neither one of us could speak.

Movie: The Shinjuku Incident

If you are a Jackie Chan fan, you might not want to miss this. However, please be prepared people, this is the first time I saw Jackie Chan starring in a movie that doesn't involve his super duper kung fu kicks, just a regular guy with no kung fu whatsoever trying to achieve something for his own people in a foreign land called Japan.

This movie is about the yakuza (mafia) in Japan trying to outlive each other in order to hold power among the society, while Japan is facing problems with Chinese illegal immigrants that is increasing from time to time. Steelhead (Jackie Chan) went to find the love of his life, while trying to survive in the country where he has no knowledge of their language and life style finds his old friend, Jie and make more friends whom was also Chinese illegal immigrants that came from different parts of China. Together, they trying to make their living as decent as possible but 'a decent living' was hard, so they opt to do some underground business as well...but it turns out to be bad when the innocent Jie was mistakenly accused of modifying the pachinko machine and had his face slashed and his hand cut off by the Taiwanese gangster.

Steelhead finally found his girlfriend, Xiuxiu (Xu JingLei) that has already changed her name to Yuko Eguchi, the wife of Eguchi, one of the well respected Yakuza in the Shinjuku district whom Steelhead later saved his life and worked for. Steelhead finally found the 'victory' for the Chinese illegals alright, but as time goes by, it turns to be something that he was unexpected of.

I give it 4 out of 5 stars. =)

You can watch the trailer here:

Shut up lah!!

I went to watch Shinjuku Incident with Kay last night. Well, it's weekday so the GSC in 1Borneo is totally deserted and there are only about 10 of us in the cinema 6.

So, right before the movie started, there is this 3 or is it 4 teens went to our row and one of the guys called on Kay and said "Excuse me, you are in our seats." we were kind of surprised because we were there even before the lights were off and was pretty sure that the seat we on was exactly the same as we saw on our tickets. So Kay told them that our tickets shows the number and the group went away, grumbling...haiya..there are more than dozens of empty seats all around, must have our seats to get good fengshui meh?

Okay, so that's solved it.

Then, as the movie started, the same group of teens were hurdling at our back rows. That's where the irritating part begins. From the beginning until the end of the movie, there is always a director wanna be making comments, remarks of the movie - I think he is trying to impress the lady that joined them. Fine, you want to narrate the movie ka, want to direct the movie like the script you wanted ka, it's okay with me but please la......we are trying to watch the movie and the last thing we wanted is the distraction from you at our backs.

As if that wasn't enough, they handphone rang at almost every minute and started talking on the phone like he was in pasar malam! Hello kawan, sekolah ada ka? You don't know what's the meaning of a handphone picture was crossed with red cross is it? We are in the cinema you stupid idiot, and I don't want to hear your lousy ringtone!!!

So, please lah...next time ah people, please be considerate to others. If you still want to pick up calls, your handphone sure has the 'silent mode'. If you still want to narrate the movie and talk out loud as if that cinema belongs to your father, then it's best you purchase a DVD and bring back home to watch.

So kacau...it was as if you are playing paintball with some idiot side coaching from outside the field. Geez.

Some Hero! *laughs*

An incident took place at Boat Quay. What happened was some idiot was trying to show off and declared that he would swim across the Singapore River. He jumped in and started swimming. But before he could reach the halfway mark, he started to panic and started to shout for help.

Being typical Singaporeans, a crowd started to gather to watch and yet no attempt was made by anybody to save that poor chap.

Suddenly there was a splash and the crowd turned to see a guy doing what seemed like a desperate attempt to reach the drowning victim. It was clear that this hero couldn't swim !

Luckily a tongkang filled with tourists was passing by and the operator saw the incident and picked both men from the water. The crowd cheered !

Back on shore, the crowd cheered again as the hero stepped off the tongkang. "Steady Lah !" and "Awright, man !" were among the many congratulations shouted.

The hero looked angry and shouted "Ka ni na! Siang too wa loh chui?" (*%#@! Who pushed me into the water?")